y-y-y-yyyyo check me out right here.

[verse 1- eso]

you see, these rappers are unhappy, with the price of the gold card
while on this mic im like ice in a cold glass
theres no doubt i man handle a track
and break this bitch down like bam bam with his bat
you playas act pussy, like jessica rabbit
im'ma hit you with some shit that get ya head in a hammock
im that poet burst on that park bench to smoke
the only superman who knows Clarke Kents a joke
a fist fuck freedom i fight for my right
to hit the lab with my pad and have the time of my life
your damn right i been sparkin up the high state
and fight in the night with my armored butterflies
but note this, i throw bricks. im heaven sent throw this
but no shit, my flows sick i represent so
you'll drown in my dreams when you look at my eyes
and just bounce to my beat and prove the boogies alive

[Chorus]

ayo Sydney what what your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight
ayo Brissy what what your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight

[verse 2 - eso]

you see i dream to be on tv flashin my balls
throwinn it up on my lab like graff on a wall
thats right we gotta maintain and struggle through the drama
and stay on the rise like bubbles in my lager
but right now you better make some way
for new talent that pretty much covers from state to state
but when its all done ill be riding the back
with uncle sam gettin drunk with my eyes on his cash

[bliss]

why you pursuin the cash bro?
im doin the math flows
spittin more dirty shit than playas chewin tobacco
raggin there glass fulls
and how they pimp slap hoes
but i think ill be less bored watchin grass grow
asshole!
im not a new face
i know this record shit is big loot race
they asked to see my tour budget
i held up my shoe lace
you can only offored a 2 plane tickets and some tooth paste
ayo eso help me shove Izm in my suitcase

[chorus]

ayo Melbourne what what your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight

Adelaide what what your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight

[verse 3 -bliss]

so you got your first record at the hip hop store
man that shit was fresh man but this is sophmore
(oooh yeaah)
and i dont even gotta to ask if you feel us
you know the bliss n eso throws knows the illest
bashin the village
oh you know bro its those nutty low co kids
got the crowd bouncin like a sea of cats on pogo sticks
we on that next level
droppin turds bombin ya whole plane
2008 rap jonothan cold train
my lab was built great
plush leather couches and silk drapes
try furniture made out of planks of wood and milk crates
we both underground blokes spittin profound quotes
sippin the local lager mingling with the town folk
just two white boys and half arabman
tavellin the land in a old busted thrash caravan
see hip hop finds us we feel all lost
so we gonna ride this mother fucker till the wheels fall off

[chorus]

ayo Perth what what your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight

ayo Tassie what what your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight

ayo Canberra what what your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight

Byron Bay what what your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight

to the rest of the land your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight


your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight your style is mad tight

Thanks to (Marndogga) for correcting these lyrics. Jan 10, 2008

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